How much for a ride, sweetheart?" The teen hooker smirks, "Depends on how hard you want it, sugar. You wanna fuck me like a whore? That's gonna cost you extra." She runs her fingers through her hair, her eyes locked onto the cash in his hand. "Let's see it," she commands, reaching out to grab the bills. As she counts the money, she leans in, whispering, "Now, let's see if you're worth the price.